Clapton
Young hearts on Paradise Street, tumble down like poetry,
Oh my! I've got to fly, reach up and touch the sky,
Up and down with the party clowns,
Ballroom dancing in sequined gowns,
I get so confused searching for you babe,
How come you keep walking off that way?
CHORUS;
Little darling this is the end,
I needed you like oxygen,
"I am an island", some sucker scrawled,
"I am an island" on a city wall;
Broadway walk the length and breadth,
I think I'm smoking myself to death,
You're bad for me, and bad for the soul,
I think I'm losing my self control,
I've got nothing but vacancy,
Crawling after you on my hands and knees,
I'm a coal car on a downhill track,
I don't know what I'll do if you don't come back.
Little darling, this is the end,
I needed you like oxygen,
"I am an island", some sucker scrawled,
"I am an island", on a city wall.
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